Who gon stop me?No brakes, I need, State FarmSo many watches I need eight armsOne neck but got eight charms

Who gon stop me huh?

Niggaas talkin', they bitch made, Ix-nay off my dicks-nayThat's pig-Latin, itch-bayWho gon stop me huh?Last night ain't go so wellGot kicked up out the hotelGot a little freaky like Marvin AlbertYes! Tell Howard CosellYou just a commentator, if you get me paperEverybody I know from the hood got common hatersIn some relations, you just supposed to say noneHeard she fucked the doormanWell that's cool I fucked the waitressHeard Yeezy was racist, well, I guess it's on one basisI only like green faces

This is something like the HolocaustMillions of our people lostBow our heads and pray to the lordTill I die I'm a fuckin' ball

Black cards, black carsBlack on black, black broadsWhole lotta money in a black bagBlack strap, you know what that's for

Y'all weed purple, my money purpleY'all Steve Urkel, I'm Oprah circleI wrote the verse, that I hope will hurt you

Who gone stop me huh?Beat the odds, beat the fedsIt wouldn't be wise, to bet against the kidStart me broke, I bet I get richNight shift, six to sixGimmie one shot, one potI'll show up in all white, wearing no socksNo ceiling, new coupeThey know I'm a dope boyThey don't have no proofI'm 3 steps removed, I know how to moveIt's looking like, I don't know how to loseI'm winning again, I'm at the WynnI'm at the table, I'm gambling,Lucky lefty, I expect a seven,I went through hell, I'm expecting heaven, I'm owed,See I'm thorough and I stuck to the G-code,I'm here, oh yeah, I promise I ain't going nowhere,Okay here, like a hare, like a rabbit, I like karatsI'm allergic to having bunny ears,Like broke, like nope, like ha,I ain't no joke, I can't be stoppedLike nope, like nopeExtend the beat Noah

2 seats in the 911 uh, no limit on the black card ahTold y'all I was gonna go HAM uh, to the ocean was my backyard ehNo lies in my verses hey, please pardon all the curses heyShit gotta come some way, fuck, when you growing up worthless uhMiddle finger to my old life ugh, special shout out to my old head uhIf it wasn't for your advice uh, a nigga would have been so dead uhI'm living life, till these niggas kill meTurn this up, if these niggas feel meI'm riding dirty, trying to get filthyPabalo Picasso, Rothkos, RilkesGraduated to the MoMAAnd I did all of this, without a diplomaGraduated from the corner, y'all can play meFor a motherfuckin' fool if you wanna,Street smart, and I'm book smartCould have been a chemist, 'cause I cook smartOnly thing that can stop me is me, and I'm a stop when the hook start, hold up

This is something like the HolocaustMillions of our people lostBow our heads and pray to the lordTill I die, I'm a fuckin' ball